This is a song about "Left"

Left you bitches there standing idle

If they startcuz it's all about survival

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

I just know i'm that dope

That left ya without hope

I left for one summer,

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

So with your mind left exploded

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

Damn, i ain't trying to disrespect

With the rest who are left